Steve's Point Of View
February 7
My head shot up quickly, sweat dripping down my face; great a nightmare. I looked around my room, dumbfounded on what was so scary to wake me up, I think for a bit longer and nightmare was about. I look over to my clock to see that it is 03:00. Great it's not even 06:00 yet, well at least it is now Saturday. I sit up once again, my head is spinning, I feel nausea hit me, my body is numb, my hands are shaking, I am a hopeless wreck. My chest feels as if it's sinking through the ground at this very moment, it hurts; badly. I jump out of bed, get dressed and pack a bag with two pairs of clothes. I silently go down the stairs and head to the pantry to grab only five cans of soup, on my way back upstairs I grab a ton of bottled water. I shift my attention to a picture on the table, it was me and my dad, well not exactly, my face was crossed out. My eyes tear up but I quickly push it off, I head back upstairs, slip on my sneakers and as I walk past my dads room I look in for a second. I sigh and write an note to him, I post it on his door. I walk to Roger's door, I write another note and put it on his door too. I tip toe down the stairs, I reach the door and silently unlock it, a click can be heard as I do so, followed by a silent creaking noise admitting from the old door. I walk out and turn back one last time, "Goodbye" is all I say before walking off. I start heading down to Snot's place, I don't care anymore, Roger even said himself 'don't care what others think . . . just run with it' or something along those lines.
Snot's Point Of View
It's almost 04:00 in the morning and I hear loads of bangs hitting against my window, I decided to not get up just yet, that was my plan until I could hear Steve's muffled voice behind the dirty glass. I slowly get out of my bed and head over to the window; opening it. I hold out my hand and he grabs it as I shakily pull him up, I notice his backpack and the look of an adrenaline fueled thought, I look down at him in confusion, and when I was just about to say something he decided to speak up "Snot,come with me" he has this huge grin on his face and I just stare "what, where, what are we doing?" he started grabbing my backpack and filling it with clothes and I just watch him as he does so. He finishes and shoves my backpack in my arms forcefully "I still don't know where we are going, but we're going, away from here forever" I am actually really shocked this is a super drastic decision that he is making, but I don't see him changing his plans any time soon. I don't really have it any better where I live now, but, my mother, she would miss me dearly. I look back at Steve and remember his situation, I can't let him live in that, and I don't want him going into foster care, I sigh "alright, as long as we stay together forever" he looks at me and his smile somehow gets even bigger "of course Snot, I want to be with you for the rest of my life." I take about twenty minutes writing a note to my mother, leaving it on the dining table. I slip on my sneaker and we head out my window. We start walking down into town, we pass down many places we will never see again. "It's hard to see it all go" I say tears threatening to slide down my cheeks, Steve must've realized my strange behavior, because he stopped and pulled my into a hug, I picked him up and just cried into his shoulder as he tried to calm me down. After about ten minutes of Steve giving me words of enlightenment, he looks at me dead in the eyes "if you don't want to, we could go back" I look at him confused, and then put on a tough, but sweet exterior "No" I said flatly " we are not going back there, this is just going to take some getting used to" his confidence regained he start heading forward "Then let's get a move on!" he shouts as I just chuckle, thinking about how many people he probably just woke up, I love that kid.
Stan's Point Of View
I woke up a bit later than I normally do because it being a Saturday. I get dressed into my notorious navy blue suit with a pair of black shoes, I headed to the restroom to go brush my teeth and comb my hair back. When I finish up I start to head out my door, as I walked out something felt off, I turned around back at my door and saw a note pinned to my door, I ripped it off and started to read over it ' Dear Dad, don't get me wrong when I was younger you were the best father figure, I looked up to you like you were a God, I get that times change and all but this, this is absurd, I am your one and only son, and yes I wish that I could've told you myself about my sexuality, but I missed that chance, and you, you took that to the extreme. I will love you forever, but from your action I can no longer stay, I have packed a bag and I am leaving. Always remember that I love you, I can just no longer live with you. I don't know where I am going, meaning you won't either, with best wishes to you. -Steven Anita Smith' I crinkle the note in my hand as tears run down my cheeks, I made horrible decisions, I knew what I was doing but I just kept going along with it. I run down stairs into the kitchen to find Roger sitting at the table "Roger we need to go and find Steve" he looks up at me and glares "and so now you care?" he looks at me disapointed "now is not the time get int he car!" I yell at him and he gets up " fine, let's go" we head out the door and into my car, we drive off.
